Last night I went out to see daily progress on the house we're building. I like to go every night to catch up on what's happened. But last night was different. Just as I approached the house the sky erupted in an angry storm with torrential rain and lightning assaulting and thunder belching. Eventually I pulled into the mud and gravel driveway to make a dash for the garage. After surveying the construction progress (difficult in the dim lighting) I attempted to back out of the driveway only to get stuck, burying one of the front driving tires in the soupy mud. I tried to rock the car out and just worked deeper into the muck. I tried driving out on a board but the tire was too deep to climb out. I finally surrendered and called AAA to get pulled out. I had to wait about two hours for the truck to show. During that time I started to get out of rest. I didn't want to be stuck there. I didn't like being taken out of my routine. I didn't like losing the freedom to go when and where I wanted to go. Then I realized that if I weren't stuck in the mud I'd be watching TV. I decided to use the time in a different way and rest for a while and pray for a while and even go for a little walk. It turned out to be a good time and when the tow truck showed up I actually had a joyful heart. I had to quiet my heart even though I was stuck in the mud.
Job 11:18 You will be secure, because there is hope; you will look about you and take your rest in safety.
blessings,
Rob Smith
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